We have been so busy and I don't have much time to write a weekly email, so I will make this nice and short. If that's even possible, haha. I like writing a lot.
Being a missionary is hard! No need to sugarcoat it and pretend it's fairytale, because it isnt. There are MANY moments that easily make up for all of the difficult times, but that doesn't mean that those difficulties never happened.
This weekend we got our transfer boards. It was so nerve-wracking to wait and wait to see where we would all be going or who we would be with!
Insert drumroll here, haha.
So, Sister Jeffery is staying in her area of Bellefonte and she will be training a brand new Sister Missionary! I am so excited for her she is such an incredible missionay. I hope her new companion realizes how blessed she is to be trained by someone who embodies all that Jesus Christ is. I love Sister Jeffery so very much and I cannot express my gratitude that Heavenly Father allowed us to be companions even if just for two weeks. I have so many things I wish I could say about her, But words just can't even describe all that she is to me. I love Sister Jeffery.
Sister Cutler, otherwise known as Human Sunshine, My widdle Watermelon, and my fabulous trainer is being transferred to Franklin, PA. She is going to be an STL and I am so happy for her.
Before I left on my mission, I remember people telling me that I would learn to love the people, the area, and my companions in a way that I never had experienced before. I would say, "Oh yeah, I know, I'm so excited," but clearly I had no idea that my heart could feel so heavy with love for someone who, 12 weeks ago, was a complete stranger to me.
Sister Cutler is MY trainer and I wouldn't have it any other way. Sister Cutler is one of the greatest missionaries I have ever met and I have learned more about who Christ was over these past three months through her example, than I have learned in my lifetime.
How grateful I am to experience even a portion of what the Savior felt in Gethsemane as he willingly felt all sadness and all joy for each of us. I love these two missionaries with all of my heart and it hurts more than I thought possible to see them go.. But the savior understands. And I have a testimony that we can do anything through Christ if we will but turn to him.
As for me, I will be staying here in State College! My new companion is Sister Nilsson and she is from Sweden! I am excited to meet her and to love her as much as I have loved all of my companions thus far.
This week, there was an event downtown on campus called, ArtFest. It was PACKED with families everywhere. Again, a GREAT finding opportunity. On our way back to the branch, we saw this sweet lady named Maria on a bench by the bus stop.. We asked how she was doing today and she just sighed and shook her head. She looked exhausted. We then asked if there was anything that we could do for her and she just said, "No, I just need a drink of water. What I really need to do is to get myself a water bottle from somewhere like you ladies have so that I don't have keep asking strangers for a drink." My heart sunk. This poor thing was so dehydrated that she was begging for water from people walking around ArtsFest. Sister Cutler grabbed her water bottle and unscrewed the lid. She handed it to her and Maria drank as much of it as she could.
We started to talk to her more and to introduce her to the Book of Mormon. She wasn't really interested in our faith, but she was so grateful for the example we were to her. We started to walk away and talked to other people when I remember thinking, "She needs your waterbottle much more than you do." That thought ate me alive for the next ten minutes. We were stopped just a few feet away from her, talking to a few other people and I knew I had to go back and give her my waterbottle. I started getting dizzier and dizzier and I just wanted to sit down. I saw her out of the corner of my eye. She walked into the bus station building and I thought I may have lost my opportunity to follow that prompting.
I then started to convince myself that I didn't need to do it. My waterbottle isn't clean, it is half full, has scuffs all over it, Jessica tied a blue string around it at one point.. It wasn't pretty. As soon as we finished talking to the other people at the bus station, Maria came back out of the building. Sister Cutler and Sister Jeffery started walking the opposite direction and I finally convinced myself that I would feel more guilty if I didn't at least try.. So I told the sisters that we needed to go back.
I handed her my waterbottle and told her that I wanted to give it to her. I told her that she needed it more than I did and that I hope it helps even just a little bit. She was so thankful and wanted to find a way to repay me. We just asked her to start reading and praying about the Book of Mormon.
Later, she sent this text message to us:
"Hello sister, it was truly a blessing to meet you yesterday and receive your gift of water. I did not think to bring, but you came back! And gave me this wonderful water I will now use. The water was so cold and refreshing. It was very certainly a good deed at the right moment and while your faith is confusing to me, the best thing was to be reminded there is good out there it was a gift to witness it."
There were many other things that happened this week, but due to our lack of time, I just wanted to express my sincere love for each of you.
I have a testimony of God's plan. I know that every companion he puts me with is MY companion for a reason. There are so many things I have yet to learn. Isn't it amazing that those things can be taught to us through others? What an incredible expression of the love of God. We are created uniquely. Because our unique personalities are what help others to come closer to Christ.
I love this gospel. I know it is true.
Talk to you all next week.
Sister Westover








